The eunuchs in charge of the singing ceremony are the eunuchs subordinate to King Wu''s house in the park.

    But tonight''s fujiangyuan poetry fair is basically attended by young talents from all over the world. No one has the status to be qualified for the singing ceremony.

    So it''s the first time that the singer opens his voice tonight.

    As the voice of the ceremonial officer fell, all the eyes of the audience looked in the direction of taking the seat for a moment.

    A young woman in plain dress, accompanied by a maid, appeared in the sight of everyone.

    The woman''s appearance is not stunning, but it is quite beautiful and refined. Some baby fat faces add a bit of lovely simplicity.

    "We''ll talk about the specific cooperation details tomorrow. Tonight we only talk about the wind and moon, not others."

    Due to the appearance of the woman, Qian Rushan was obviously excited and came to Jiang Fan''s ear.

    "You like this cloud very much?"

    Jiang Fan asked strangely.

    "No, no, no, it''s not like, it''s admiration! Cloud people have come to Heyang city for almost a year. Although they have appeared only a few times, they have surprised the whole Heyang city. This is a girl that all young people in Heyang city think about day and night!"

    Qian Rushan said with a crazy face.

    "Is there such exaggeration? It''s not as beautiful as Wan Qing. What''s your aesthetic level?"

    Jiang fan is a little speechless.

    Lin Wanqing on one side showed an expression of "you know".

    "What do you know? Women can''t just look, the key is to have taste!"

    Qian Rushan didn''t understand what the word "aesthetic" meant, but he could guess something about it. He said angrily.

    "Taste? Does she have foot odor or body odor? This... Childe Qian''s hobby... It''s really unique..."

    Jiang Fan looked surprised and subconsciously leaned against Lin Wanqing, trying to distance himself from Qian Rushan.

    Qian Rushan''s expression was stiff, and he immediately stared and angrily said, "nonsense! I mean, Yun people are not comparable to other vulgar women! Although they have only appeared several times in the past year, their piano skills and dance skills have been transformed! It''s not too much to say that they are both excellent in piano and dance!"

    "Well... Let me ask more. Isn''t this cloud everyone Yang Mi?"

    Jiang Fan asked stealthily.

    "What''s Yang Mi? Why do you call it Yang Mi? Everyone''s name is Yun Qingqing. It''s said that they still have the blood of the royal family of the previous dynasty! If I''m lucky to hear everyone play a song tonight, I''ll buy a hundred passes of your poetry, which will be worth it!"

    Qian Rushan said with a puzzled face.

    But Jiang Fan couldn''t help rolling his eyes. With the poem I gave you, it''s completely worthless?

    However, Jiang Fan scoffed at Qian Rushan''s reference to the royal blood of the previous dynasty.

    Because this practice of self promotion has long been used in our own world.

    For a long time, it can even be traced back to the Three Kingdoms period. A certain shoe Weaver insisted that he was a royal descendant. Although there is no evidence to prove that he is, it doesn''t matter. Anyway, you have no evidence to prove that he is not.

    Now, it is even more common for countless girls who have been "forced by life" to make up so-called "acting experience" in order to raise their value.

    Therefore, in Jiang Fan''s heart, he directly classified the cloud everyone in front of him into this ranks.

    At this time, the prince of Wu had stepped down from the chief and personally welcomed everyone to the first position with a modest smile.

    Then he didn''t go back to his seat, so he stood in the room and said in a loud voice, "ladies and gentlemen, the poetry meeting tonight is very free. It''s more appropriate to say that it''s my Zhou he''s private banquet than the poetry meeting."

    "Everyone who has a work can immediately bring it to several masters for comments. I have prepared songs and dances in advance. You can drink and have fun, enjoy songs and dances, and write poetry at the same time. At the end of the poetry meeting, a poem that all masters agree is of the best quality can be rewarded by the imperial palace."

    "In addition, if there are poems that can attract the eyes of cloud people, cloud people will also compose music and sing for the talents who created the poems."

    what?!

    Really?

    Before King Wu''s son finished, the field suddenly began to boil.

    Almost everyone became very excited.

    Even more, some people involuntarily picked up the glass in front of them and drank it in one gulp. While their expression was excited, they racked their brains to write poetry and lyrics.

    Jiang Fan looked at Qian Rushan silently, because the son of the richest man was trembling all over at this time, and his eyes seemed to spray fire.

    Suddenly, he turned his head, stared at Jiang Fan, and said, "1000 Guan! Help me make a poem that can make everyone in the cloud eye!"

    What？

    Are you crazy?!

    Jiang Fan was stunned.

    If you convert it according to purchasing power, 1000 Guan is equivalent to one million in your world.

    If you buy a poem for 100000 yuan, Jiang fan can''t understand it, not to mention another ten fold improvement on this basis?

    The world of local tyrants... It''s really incomprehensible

    "Cough, young master Qian, of course I want to earn a thousand yuan. There''s no problem writing you a poem. But you said before that if the poem is too bright, it will easily make you a target of public criticism and attract other people''s attention. At that time, you won''t get the favor of the cloud. If you don''t say it, you may lose face. Is this... Not very cost-effective?"

    Jiang Fan coughed and said.

    Of course, he''s excited, but the premise is that money is like a mountain. After spending this money, you should feel that it''s worth it.

    Otherwise, if you don''t achieve the desired effect after spending money, isn''t it that the more you spend, the more resentment you may cause?

    This is not what Jiang Fan wants to see.

    After all, when doing business, we should be based on honesty.

    After sales service is also very important!

    Sure enough, after hearing Jiang Fan''s persuasion, Qian Rushan''s excitement immediately cooled down a lot, his face also showed a sudden expression, and gave Jiang Fan a grateful look.

    Immediately, he looked depressed, shook his head and said, "it''s a pity. If you can let everyone cloud play and sing for me alone, you''d be willing to die..."

    "Oh? Really? If I can let everyone in the cloud play and sing for you alone, can I let 10% out of the agreed share proportion?"

    Jiang Fan''s eyes lit up and asked.

    Qian Rushan''s face stiffened, resolutely shook his head and said, "that''s no good. If five or five points become four or six for this reason, the old man can kill me when he knows."

    "Aren''t you willing to die? Do you still care about this 10% profit?"

    "Isn''t this nonsense? Life is not important?"

    “……”